Was walking back home around 6 last night and heard someone yelling my name, assumed it couldn’t be me and kept walking, heard my name again and laughter, definitely for me. Across the street was Luis from the bar last night, awkward hug and promised him I would stop in again for a drink, freshened up at home and went back to the bar, still crazy nice people, still pretty much their only customer.
Left the bar around midnight in search of dinner, took subway to El Vilsito (learned from Anthony Bourdain) an auto body shop by day, taco place at night, best food ever.
A Bit Gone 